someone thought tequila was a great idea.....

The weekend is officially over and that also means that the 30th birthday week celebration is finished. I don't think I can put it all into words how amazing my friends, coworkers and family were starting the week on Monday, kicking off the week's festivities before the actual day on Friday.

Whether it was the crazy singing chicken telegram pictured below who surprised me on Monday at the office to my mom sending me multiple cards to arrive each day to all my friends coming out on Friday for what was an epic 80s and old school hip hop dance party for Dena and I as we celebrated our birthdays - one 30 and one 31.

Notice the suit with the creepy mask. I heart my coworkers. and their sense of humor.

We decided about two months ago to throw a joint birthday party and had high hopes of having everything from themed drinks to a picture booth set up to glitter bombs throughout the night. (We even created a Pinterest board of all the ideas we wanted to pull off.) After we realllyyyyyy thought about it, we realized that someone would have to actually clean up everything mentioned and we knew neither of us would be in any shape to clean up glitter or whatever photo booth concoction we came up with.

So, instead we kept the decorations minimal and focused on the music list to be a mix of The Outfield meets Depeche Mode meets Bobby Brown meets Outkast meets Nelly, and then added touches from our childhood with 80s themed cupcakes of characters like She-Ra, Jem and the Smurfs.

Here's how much we had - neither one of us ate a cupcake or even got a chance to cut the cake, which by the end of the night we assume was stolen because it vanished into thin air like Manti Te'o's girlfriend.

Even now thinking about it, if someone did take it, I'm not sure how exactly someone walked up the stairs, through Bier Markt and out the door with a two-tiered leopard cake with a shoe cookie on top of it and no one said anything....

(Update: the cake was in fact NOT stolen but rather devoured by the staff. Mystery solved!)

But, I mean, it's a hysterical story and totally fits in with all the other debauchery that took place that night that luckily will not see the light of day on here. However, it will be memorable happy hour conversations between friends and lesson learned - we can't take tequila shots like we once could in our early 20s. But we can sure as hell try our hardest!

Editor's note: Thank you to everyone who came out and celebrated our birthdays and also to Matt and the staff at Bier Markt/Speakeasy for storing our gifts and shutting down the place for a few hours while we partied the night away.

Allison is a 30 year-old young professional living in downtown Cleveland. Lover of all things fashion, sparkles, pop culture and dirty martinis with blue cheese stuffed olives who speaks at a very fast rate with a slight Cleveland accent.